I wanna be left behind I wanna be so far behind that I can't even chase my tail

I wanna be so far behind that I'm in a ten car pile up before I reach your bumper

I wanna be so far behind that my house is made out of horse hair and my boots are sewn in wax

I wanna be so far behind that there's no record of me on a soft drive or a hard drive

I wanna drive so far back my wheels turn to squares and I'm stuck in a marsh

And the marsh doesn't move for me I'm so far behind I can't even SOS

And the hills start looking like cliffs of raw clay And then they're caving in

And I'm covered in dirt And there's no one to call

Cause I'm so far behind And there is no upgrade